


Beautiful Beasts, Born to Reign
Beneath the weight of iron skies,
A beautiful beast with fire in its eyes.
Strength carved in shadows, bold and true,
A masterpiece in every sinew.
Not petals soft, nor fragile grace,
But storms that wear a warrior’s face.
The echo of thunder, the calm of the sea,
A beauty defined by fierce mastery.
Beneath the scars, a story untold,
Where courage blooms and hearts are bold.
Masculine grace, a force unchained,
Beautiful beasts, born to reign.